Gallus pursed his lips awkwardly. Either this bandit was a fantastic actor, or it really was nothing more than her entire life slain with her friends over by the shore. He looked up at the stars forming in the sky and paced around in thought for roughly half a minute. With a final sigh, he lowered himself to be seated right up next to the bandit, whether she would mind her personal space being invaded or not.

He looked ahead rather than right at her and gesticulated as he spoke with the dagger still in his hand. "You know, I must confess that this is a dilemma for me. Normally, when we encounter those that know of our nature, we have to kill them because they would sooner run to the legion in terror and the legion would send out a party to hunt us down." Gallus grimaced and grinned, sucking in a breath through his teeth, "It's not the best situation, as I am sure you understand, being a thief and all. But, you being a criminal brings up something I've yet to consider. If you've been a highwayman...woman...on these roads for long enough - and not wearing a mask to boot - then you're not likely to run off to the guards, right?" Gallus poked out his bottom lip and shrugged, "Then again, we're on a very important mission, all of us. We have enemies that are either so dangerous that you cannot fathom, or that you are familiar with," He faced her and poked her on the shoulder, "because you could be part of them." Gallus looked ahead again and took another deep breath in through his nose. The tirade was not nearly done yet, "This had me thinking that we would just outright kill you, but that would make no sense! Our enemies would not send five clueless ruffians to merely [i]rob[/i] us. I would be lead to believe that even if you were affiliated with our enemies, you would have no clue what you were walking into here. Unfortunately, with your intentions now set, my thoughts wander to the tragic fate of your friends." The previously matter-of-fact tone turned solemn, "I can see they were close to you. I have similar friends amongst us. If I were to simply let you go now, force you to run off, you might pick up a shiny new sword and start hunting my kind. It would be remiss of me to allow that to happen. Too many fall into hate and sadness down that road, losing their minds."

Seemingly done with putting forth his entire thought process, Gallus got up and shifted to a squat at the bandit's eye-level. "As sincerely as I can give it, I present my full apology for the loss of your friends. I cannot bring them back, and I cannot guarantee your freedom, for it is not me who is in charge." He pointed the dagger tip at the bandit, "I would like to give you a choice, however. In the morning, we untie you, give you a shovel, allow you to bury your friends, and we'll be on our way. If you like, I can direct you to where you might have a better life, free from the legion, and much better than stealing pittances on the road. Or, if you truly believe that there is nothing else for you, I can kill you quickly and painlessly. In either case, you will likely never see us again unless you take up my offer for a new life. I know as well as you do that you are no longer a threat to us, so this much I can allow."

Now finally finished indulging the sound of his own voice, Gallus looked at the bandit with an expectant smile. "What'll it be, my dear?"